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If there was one thing Wolfy was certain of, it was that Basketball wasn't his most favoured sport.

The Husky/Wolf Hybrid stood in the locker rooms in the run-up to the preliminary games with a grimace plastered over his young face. He had no idea how, or why, Darren had dragged him into this, but that sly Hyena boy had ways to make Wolfy do whatever he wanted, despite the hybrid's protests. The two had been 'dating' discreetly for about a couple of weeks now, and Wolfy wasn't altogether sure if it was really the right idea, even if Darren could be incredibly sweet, on occasion.

"C'mon, get dressed." Darren urged, already dressed in his sports gear: a loose, striped blue T-Shirt in subtle hues of blue, and a matching pair of shorts. He was sported a rather eager grin, as if he was enjoying the run up to the game. Wolfy had never really pegged him for a sports fan, but then, the pair of them barely knew each other as it was. Slowly, the hybrid delved into his sports bag and rummaged around for his clothes, retrieving his spare underwear and shirt from the bag and setting them aside.

"Huh..." He frowned, rummaging his hands towards the bottom of his bag, feeling the panic in the pit of his stomach bubbling up. "Where's my shorts?"

"Ugh, don't tell me you forgot 'em!" Darren exclaimed, leaning in to take a closer look. His eyes were mostly on Wolfy's underwear, grinning to himself.

"My Mom packs my stuff! She's always forgetting..." Wolfy grumbled to himself, wondering whether he should pipe up to her and insist he pack his own things in the future. He wasn't sure how she'd take that: she could often get a little bit insistant when it came to things like these. He glanced around to the other nearby kids, noticing that they were all moving towards the stadium. Thankfully, no-one would be watching them: this preliminary game was just meant to be some sort of try-out for those wanting to join the team or just have a bit of fun. It was one of those open after-school activities that a lot of poeple like to participate in every so often, with a number of the regular athletes littered around both teams.

Wolfy continued to rummage for a couple of more minutes as he grew more and more dismayed, until the pair of them began to hear footsteps approaching from the exit of the locker room. Wolfy turned his head to see their coach for the evening, a lean-built and broad-shouldered Panther, stepping into the room with a rather surly expression on his face.

"What's taking you two so long, huh? Get outside, c'mon!" He jabbed a thumb towards the inner gym, and the two cubs exchanged a nervous look. Well, Wolfy looked nervous; Darren just looked amused.

"Um, sir," Wolfy began, nervous glancing up at the Panther who gave him a quizzical expression. "I can't find my shorts..."

"Didn't pack 'em?" The Panther put a hand to his head, sighing. "You got underwear, right? Just use that."

Wolfy looked dismayed as he looked down at the tight briefs, knowing that most kids his age wore boxers instead. He looked back at the Panther, who gave him a glare and shook his head again.

"Get out here when you're ready." He urged, turning on a heel and stepped back through into the gym. Darren giggled to himself and patted Wolfy's shoulder.

"Sucks to be you." He whispered with amusement, wandering out into the gym hall as Wolfy was left on his own in the locker room. The hybrid looked down at the clothes again and sighed, beginning to undress.

People were sitting in the stands, despite this being a primarily private game, to whatever extent that would be. Some of them were primarily parents of siblings of those who were participating, whilst others were just there to hang out somewhere that was a little warmer than outside. Wolfy stepped out into the gym hall dressed in exactly what he had brung: His T-Shirt, similar in design to Darren's own, and a matching pair of tight briefs. He could feel the lingering stares of those in the stands burning a hole into the back of his head, and he looked up to see his Mother sitting in the stands, her head in her hands. He felt the colour rising to his cheeks.

"Speed it up, kid! We're waitin'!" The Panther roared over towards Wolfy, who quickly sped up and got into position amongst the other students, nervously shuffling and trying to pull down the front of his shirt. He looked to his right to see Darren standing not to far away, a restrained grin spread across his face. The Hyena was secretly laughing at him, and that made the situation even worse.

"Alright, let's begin." The Panther blew his whistle, and threw the basketball up into the air, for anyone to take. Two of the closer boys leapt up and bumped chests, fighting for the ball, but their opposing team prevailed with the ball in their clutches. Wolfy knew he had to get his head in the game, and tried to ignore the fact he was half-naked in front of a good number of people.

It became clear quite quickly that he was not good at this sport, primarily because it dealt with a lot of confrontation, and Wolfy was often too nervous to jump up and intercept. Whenever he found himself in front of the person holding the ball, they seemed to take a glance down to his crotch, which only made him embarrassed and lose his concentration, allowing them time to swerve around him.

"C'mon, get your head in the game." The Panther called, treated this like it was a real match, but it was unsure who he was speaking to. Wolfy got the impression he was being told off directly and felt his cheeks burning in shame as he tried to catch up to the person with the ball. He was pretty fast for his age, and he managed to swerve around in front of the boy as he leapt up to throw the ball.

Wolfy felt like he was in the zone. The boy jumped, and he did the same, and their chests bumped together. Unfortunately, a number of things became clear, in the heat of the moment. First and foremost, he was up against one of the regular basketball team players, who had experience in the sort. Secondly, the other boy was taller, and stronger. Thirdly, Wolfy didn't know how to play Basketball.

He was too short to intercept and swat the ball out of the other boy's hand, and the force of the other boy against him made him lose his balance in the air. He landed harshly on his heels and tumbled, falling onto his rump with a small 'oof' escaping his mouth. The ball sailed through the air and landed into the net with ease, scoring a point for the team. His own team didn't seem to feel too bad about losing out, but they were all staring at Wolfy. At first, the hybrid wasn't quite sure why, but then he saw where they were looking.

Wolfy's gaze glanced down, and he paled when he realised what had happened. In the fall, his junk and the undies had gotten jostled around rather a lot, and in the tumble, one of his small balls had slipped from the underwear, leaving it momentarily exposed. Wolfy scrabbled to cover himself decently, tucking it back into his underwear. He knew what this kind of thing would do to him, and he saw Darren's knowing grin at the far back, making him even more and more embarrassed. With that embarrassment came an unwanted arousal that pumped blood to his groin, forcing him to swell within his underwear. He hoped it wouldn't be too noticeable.

They continued on with the game, and Wolfy took more of a passive back seat, now that he was fully aware how hard he was getting. He knew it was becoming obvious, because a number of the other players were shooting him bewildered looks when he went to intercept them. Not only that, but the movements he made in his underwear, and the way his cock was angled down, made it all the more worse. It eventually grew to the point where he was getting increasingly uncomfortable with the feeling of his cock being pushed down by his underwear, and he quickly scrabbled to adjust himself when no-one was looking. He was sure they noticed.

If anything, that made his apparent arousal all the more prominent, in more ways than one. His cock was now aiming upwards, the underside pushing down into his underwear and forcing it open a little, pulling the waistband out and making it a little looser than usual. This wouldn't have normally been a problem if he was wearing his shorts, but he knew that people could see it, and he resigned to even more of a backseat position then usual, pulling his shirt over his crotch to try and make it less visible. If anything, that singled him out even more.

He could hear the murmuring laughter in the crowds, and the way his teammates and the opposing team looked at him, with a mixture of amusement, bewilderment, and anger. Some were confused, others had been in similar situations, or not, and found it hilarious. Darren was amongst those who found it utterly rib-cracking, trying his best not to laugh every time his and Wolfy's eyes met.

"Kid! Quit that stuff and get into the game, c'mon!" The Panther clearly had no sympathy for his plight. Whether it was because he wanted to toughen him up, or just didn't notice, Wolfy couldn't say, but he knew that if he didn't co-operate he'd be in trouble. Reluctantly, he tried to get back into the game, with his obvious erection nearly on full display.

He rounded around the back of one of the opposing team, accidentally dragging his erection against the boy's ass as he moved towards his own net, watching the ball-handler making his way towards them, aiming to take a shot. Wolfy went forwards to intercept it, and the two boys paused facing one-another, with the opponent dribbling the ball on the spot as people moved into position.

"What?" The canine before him, some sort of Border Collie, snorted. "You gonna jerk me off?"

"W-Wha--" Wolfy spluttered in response but the hesitation was enough for the boy. He dribbled the ball to the left and shouldered past the Wolfy, shoving him hard in the shoulder and sending him tumbling as he hopped put and dunked the ball into the net with ease. Wolfy fell to the floor in a heap and grunted a bit, slowly getting to his feet again. He wasn't too pleased, but his mind was on something else: the snickering and faint gasps that were growing more and more audible.

His eyes flicked down to his crotch again and realised his entire erection had prised itself free in the fall, exposing his small, erection cock, glans and all, to everyone who could see it. His cheeks flushed as he reached down, quickly tucking it into the waistband of his pants, feeling more and more embarrassed. He could hear Darren practically howling in laughter behind him and he clenched his hands into fists.

He turned towards the rest of his team, who quickly averted their gaze and tried now to make it seem like they had seen his exposure, whilst the coach had his head in his hands, muttering to himself. He blew the whistle, and the game continued, trying to push the incident to the back of their minds and focus on the task at hand.

Wolfy decided it was probably best not to get in front of people, lest it become a problem. The more embarrassed he got and the more movements he made, the more aroused he was becoming, and he could feel a familiar pressure in his loins. He knew exactly what it was, and he didn't want it to happen. It had been lingering on the precipice for the past 10 minutes, but he knew that anything untowards would end up being the final straw.

"Catch!" Someone called to him, and the ball bounced once onto the ground, flying towards him. He grasped it in the air with both hands and his eyes widened, focusing on the person who passed it to him. It was Darren, who was grinning over him knowingly, as if he had planned this all along. Wolfy gulped and turned towards the opposing team's basket, and he began to bounce the ball, making his way forwards as a reasonable pace.

It wasn't going to last for long, and he knew it. He turned to his left and saw someone on the opposing team barrelling right into him, and he let out a cry for help as the boy crashed into him, sending them tumbling to the ground. The coach blew his whistle, calling a foul. Wolfy landed on his back and stared up at the person who had barrelled him down: some stockily-built canine.

The other boy gave Wolfy a glare before he began to get to his feet, before abruptly stopping. His glance flicked down and he frowned at Wolfy's twitching little erection, hiding within his underwear. He glanced around for a moment and grinned, quickly swiping his head down. Before Wolfy could stop him, his underwear was ripping from his body by the air of the canine's sharp claws.

It was too much. His erection sprung free through the ripped underwear, and he was suddenly, cumming, spurting thick globules of cum right onto his stomach, leaving him a sticky, gooey mess. He tried to squirm and get up, but the older boy's knees were pushed against his leg, leaving him stuck. He panicked as he saw the others approached, and he tried to cover himself, but it was too late. His lower lip wobbled as the other's approached, seeing his sticky form.

"Oh, for fucks sake," The Panther muttered, putting a hand on his forehead, turning away from the boy and groaning to himself. "Get him out of here."

"Yes sir." Darren quickly shoved the boy off of Wolfy, giving him a jealous glare as he dragged Wolfy to his feet, pulling him towards the locker rooms. Wolfy wiped his eyes, feeling shameful. The silence in the entire basketball court was absolutely deafening.

They stepped into the locker room, and Darren let out a little giggle. Wolfy turned towards him with a livid expression and lashed out with his hand, unexpectedly thumping Darren right in the chest. It wasn't hard, but the Hyena was momentarily surprised.

"It's not funny," Wolfy sniffled. "I made a fool of myself."

"You did. It was funny." Darren murmured, hooking a hand around Wolfy's hip and turning the hybrid towards him, pressing their stomach's together.

"But, it was pretty hot." Darren murmured with an unquestionable desire, and Wolfy felt his face flush. He'd never met anyone who was so dominant and demanding. Were people Darren's age meant to be like that? He couldn't say for sure, but something about the 12 year old standing before him was strange. He was...oddly mature.

"But..." Wolfy mumbled after a moment, and Darren leant his head in closer.

"But...?" The Hyena asked casually, with a low tone, his eyes smouldering down into the hybrid's own. Wolfy's lips clamped shut. He couldn't find the words. Satisfied, the other boy chuckled, leaning back.

"Get dressed. We should go." Darren suggested, stepping over to his own bag and tugging his shirt over his head, exposing the rather smooth, boyish features of his chest and stomach. Wolfy's gaze lingered for a moment, before he did the same, changing out of the shirt into his normal one, though it would end up being a bit sticky anyway. Neither of them would shower here: they'd rather do it at home, where they had to time.

"You're still coming over tonight, right?" Wolfy asked quietly, and Darren grinned over at him, his eyes twinkling his mischief.

"Of course." The Hyena replied, tugging off his shorts and underwear and exposing his floppy little humanoid member, having no shame in his cock as he tugged on his other pair of underwear and shorts, adjusting himself a little. He looked over to Wolfy, who appeared to have been staring, and gave him a nudge. The hybrid shook his head to snap himself out of it and quickly got himself dressed, trying to avoid any embarrassing situations. He tried his best not to be nervous as he slipped on his new underwear, knowing that Darren would probably be staring.

Once they were dressed, the pair of them stepped out of the locker room to the outside, where they already saw Wolfy's Mother sitting in her SUV, waiting for the pair of them. She must have seen them exiting the locker room before, and she smiled as they came closer. Wolfy tugged open the back door and they clambered in, putting their seatbelts on.

"Are you okay?" She asked Wolfy through the rear view mirror, and Wolfy glanced up to meet her eyes through the mirror. He shot her a small smile, and she nodded, understanding what that meant. She kicked the engine into gear and then backed out of the parking lot, heading off down the road. They thankfully didn't live too far from the school, yet Wolfy's mother always seemed adamant on taking him everywhere he needed to go. Wolfy didn't mind it too much, but her coddling could go a bit far, sometimes.

They parked right outside Wolfy's house, and the two young boys stepped out of the car with their gym bags in hand, heading up the porch with Wolfy's mother as she let them inside. Wolfy did his usual, which was to head upstairs to deposited his dirty clothes in the laundry basket and set everything else into his relatively clean-ish room, which often got quite dirty. He had, however, made a note to keep it cleaner lately, since Darren was coming around more often.

Strangely enough, Wolfy's mother, nor Darren's parents for that matter, had ever made mention to the rather odd scene that happened between the two a number of weeks ago. It was nothing untoward, but Darren had given Wolfy a kiss in the morning he'd left, and everyone had appeared rather shocked. They did, of course, probed Wolfy for questions and he, rather truthfully, insisted that they weren't dating and he had no idea it was going to happen. A couple of days after, however, he had met Darren in the halls of their school, and Darren had made it clear what he wanted: a relationship. For some reason, Wolfy had agreed, and they'd been dating ever since.

As Wolfy tugged his clothes from his gym bag, Darren set his own bag down nearby and flopped down onto Wolfy's bed, grinning over at the hybrid boy as he relaxed. Wolfy shot him a confused frown, before he took his stuff into the hall, depositing his things into the laundry basket. When he returned, he was greeted to a rather embarrassing sight.

Darren was sitting in the same position as he did before, but there was something rather remarkably different. For one, his shirt had been lifted up slightly to expose his stomach. Second, he had his member out, and it was surprisingly fully hard, with his hand wrapped around it.

"D-Darren!" Wolfy hissed, whirling around to quickly shut the door to his room, giving the boy a wide-eyed stare. "What're you doing?!"

"What does it look like?" The boy smirked a little, stroking his member up and down. He let out a small, lewd groan as a bead of pre-cum coaxed it's way to the tip of his cock and slowly began to dribble down. Wolfy felt his mouth go dry, but he shook his head.

"My Mum is just downstairs!" He exclaimed, glancing behind him to listen to see if he could hear his mother wandering around upstairs. He heard the clatter of plates downstairs and blew a sigh of relief. He knew she'd be leaving soon to pick up Harley, but this was still not a good idea.

"Then be quick." Darren countered expertly, licking his lips. His twitching little 5-incher was tempting to Wolfy, as much as he cared not to admit it. He lingered and bit his lip, feeling the desire rising in his throat, making him want to grab the member for himself, feel the soft flesh on his fingers, but he knew Darren often wanted a little more than that, and he didn't know if they had time for it.

"But..." Wolfy began, trying to find some sort of way out of it, even if he didn't really want a reason to say no. Darren quirked an eyebrow in his direction, and was all the argument the Hyena needed to win Wolfy over. With a nervous sigh, the Hybrid stepped closer and sat down on the bed, fidgeting his hands on his lap before he moved his right hand slowly over towards the Hyena's lap.

"See, that wasn't so hard, was it? Well, this is." Darren snickered to himself as he let go his member, and Wolfy's hand soon replaced it. Darren's cock pulsed warmly in Wolfy's gentle grip and the hybrid bit his lip, glancing down to the member and watching the way the head swelled with arousal and the entire member tensed with each twitch and pulse. He could even see a vein, as shocking as that was.

Slowly, he began to move his hand up and down, stroking the member from base to tip. The foreskin of the Hyena's cock slowly slid back and slipped over the glans, before it moved back up, moving towards the tip and bunching up when the skin met itself. Wolfy licked his lips a little as he watched, peeling the foreskin back and forth as Darren groaned, his eyelids fluttering as his hips rolled back and forth.

"That's it...you can use your mouth is you want." Darren muttered, being rather direct as always. In actual fact, he was just as inexperienced in sex as Wolfy was, and that had been obvious from their first sexual counter, but since then Darren had come out of his shell a little and explored a variety of kinks with Wolfy, much to the hybrid's dismay.

Slowly, Wolfy leant his head down, still stroking the member as he moved lower and lower, feeling the colour on his cheeks, making them feeling as if they were subtly burning. His mouth was soon inches from the humanoid member, and he peeled back and foreskin bringing out his tongue. His fleshy appendage met the warm, smooth head of Darren's cock, and the Hyena groaned in response, reaching up with a hand to stroke the back of Wolfy's neck affectionately. His fingers raked through the mixture of blue and white fur as Wolfy pushed his head a little further down.

The cock sunk deeper and deeper into his mouth as the head glided along the roof of his mouth, following the bumps and grooves of his mouth all the way to the back of his throat, pushing against the warm, velvety membrane near the back. His tongue rolled around every inch he could reach, coating the cock in whatever amount of spittle he could bring to his dry mouth. Darren was clearly enjoying himself, letting out small groans and pants as Wolfy pleasured him. He moaned out the boy's name, coiling his hand around that short fur and rolling his hips up against Wolfy's mouth, dragging the cock towards the back of his throat, threatening to push deeper. Luckily Darren wasn't very long, and he didn't have to go far before he ran out of length. He slowly pulled back, his cock pulsing and oozing gooey, sticky clear pre-cum.

"Oh god..." Darren muttered, his toes curling against the floor as Wolfy slowly, gently, began to bob his head. The inexperienced boys fondled one-another gently as Wolfy slid his pursed mouth all the way up to the head of the member, before sliding back down again. Something about the action was addicting, and Wolfy found himself already incredibly aroused, his cock twitching inside his own pants, desperate for it's own attention.

"Wolfy, you up there?" Wolfy heard his mother call for him, and both boys froze, their hearts pounding in their chest.

"H-He's uh, just in the bathroom!" Darren called down, and the two stared at each other, waiting with bated breath. They didn't dare to breathe.

"Can you get him to bring the laundry bag down when he's done?" She called back, and the two blew a small sigh.

"Yeah." Darren called back, grinning down at Wolfy as he rolled his back up into the boy's mouth, groaning to himself, small sighs of pleasure escaping his throat. They heard Wolfy's mother's footsteps fading and they began to pick up the pace again.

"Just a little more." Darren muttered, certain that he was getting fairly closer as his cock slid back and forth in Wolfy's mouth at a rather leisurely pace, his balls lightly swinging up and down and occasionally bumping into the boy's chin. Darren began to groan with a bit more intensity as he curled his fingers through Wolfy's fur, his thrusts growing a little more labored and irregular. He felt the pleasure building within his loins, knowing that he was close.

A small groan escaped his mouth and he pushed Wolfy down a little further against his cock, pushing his member as far into the boy's mouth as he could. He grunted and sighed, feeling his orgasm spreading throughout his body: his cock pulsed and oozed little dribbles of cum, occasional strings shooting up into the back of the hybrid's throat, where Wolfy forced himself to gulp them down, his eyes scrunching up. The salty taste was overpowering.

"Mmh..." Darren sighed in pleasure, eventually letting go of Wolfy's head so he could pull back. The hybrid yanked his head back when he could, nervously wiping his mouth and grinned awkwardly, feeling a little embarrassed. Darren panted tiredly, smirking over at Wolfy as he put an arm around him, a little amused.

"That was amazing." Darren muttered in amusement, sneaking himself a little closer to the boy as he planted a sweet kiss against the hybrid's cheek. Wolfy nervously grinned, rubbing the back of his head. The salty taste still lingered on this tongue.

"I'd better go get the, uh, laundry basket." Wolfy suggested, slowly getting to his feet, and Darren smirked, tucking his cock away. He gestured for Wolfy to go, and the hybrid nodded, heading out of the room towards the bathroom. He scooped up the tall-ish wicker basket and dragged it down the stairs, taking it into the kitchen.

"Thank you Wolfy," His mother seemed pleased that he was doing as he was told, taking it off him and dragging it over towards the corner. "Will you call your friend down? Dinner's almost ready."

"Okay," Wolf nodded in response, backing up towards the stairs. "Darren. Dinner time!"

After a brief pause, Wolfy heard his 'boyfriend's' footsteps on the landing and watched him quickly come down the stairs towards the kitchen, a big grin on his face. He nudged Wolfy on the way inside and the two slipped into chairs at the dining table. After a few minutes, their mother came through to set out plates for them, ladened with mashed potatoes, pieces of breaded turkey shaped like dinosaurs, and a pile of garden peas.

"Thanks, Mum." Wolfy was polite enough to thank her, and Darren did the same shortly thereafter. Wolfy's Mother looked pleased, patting both of their heads before she moved back into the kitchen, presumably to wash up. Wolfy frowned for a moment. Something was amiss.

"Mum," He began. "Where's Harley?"

"Oh, she decided to stay at a friend's house after their scouts meeting." His mother called back from the kitchen, and Wolfy wrinkled his nose, wondering why on Earth he didn't know that before. Perhaps it was one of those last-minute things. He shrugged it off and dug into his food.

Darren was, clearly, a much faster eater than he was, and he must have been particularly hungry too. Wolfy stared, wide-eyed, when he saw that Darren was already halfway through his food, chewing it thoughtfully as he stared at Wolfy with that same mischievous twinkle in his eye. Wolfy looked nervous, giving the boy a rather worried expression.

He suddenly felt a hand on his knee, and he looked down between his chest and the table's edge to see Darren's free hand on his knee, gently stroking and beginning to move towards his inner thigh. Wolfy squirmed and shook his head, giving Darren a glare, but the Hyena merely smirked in response and kept it up, giggling to himself as he gently stroked along Wolfy's inner thigh. There mere proximity of the touch and the implication of what was to come was already stirring Wolfy's member into arousal, and he silently begged his body to stop reacting the way it did. That only made it worse, and blood pumped to his crotch, gorging his member into a semi-hard state.

Darren's sliding hand suddenly met Wolfy's crotch, and his grin spread even wider when he realised how turned on his boyfriend was. He gave the crotch a gentle squeeze, and watched as the colour rose to Wolfy's cheeks with ease. Darren was already wolfing down the remnants of his food as his hand idly groped and squeezed Wolfy's stiffening cock, that only seemed to get harder and harder with every second that passed.

Suddenly, he felt the hand being removed from his crotch, and he turned his head to Darren in confusion. Only, Darren wasn't sitting where he was meant to. In fact, he had completely disappeared, his plate empty and his cutlery laid out politely on his plate. Wolfy twisted his head, a look on confusion on his face. Where on earth did his friend go?

It didn't take long for him to realise where. He felt a hand on his inner thigh again, and he peered down between his legs to see Darren's grinned face staring up at him from under the table. Wolfy did a double-take, his eyes widened. He snapped his head up to the door to the kitchen, before looking down at the boy again.

"Don't." He hissed quietly, anxious, but it was too late. His mother came walking into the room and Wolfy snapped his head up, smiling over at his Mother as he nibbled on one of his dinosaur-shaped Turkey pieces.

"Where's your friend?" His Mother asked with a frown. Wolfy tried to think of a good excuse, chewing on his food as Darren unzipped his boyfriend's shorts, prising them apart to get to the prize beneath. He tucked his hand into Wolfy's underwear, tugging his cock and balls out into the open, giving his half-hard member a good stroke.

"H-He went upstairs." Wolfy replied, and his Mother looked a little confused, but nodded, understand. She moved over towards the sofa, which sat facing away from the table, with the TV opposite the couch itself. She slumped down into it and turned the Television on, putting it on a low volume to watch TV. This was too close for comfort, for Wolfy, with Darren under the table playing with his dick, almost where his Mother could see.

He peered down between his legs and gulped, watching his nearly fully-hard member being groped clumsily by Darren's hand, the Hyena's other hand squeezing his balls and making him squirm a little in his seat. He tried to eat his food, but it was hard to stay focused on two things at once, especially when one of them could get him in serious trouble if he was caught.

Then, the hands were gone again, and Wolfy peered down in confusion, wondering exactly what Darren was up to. He could hear the Hyena scrabbling about quietly underneath the table, but he could quite see in the dim light what his friend was doing under there. It soon became apparent what he was doing.

Wolfy was, inevitably, greeted to the sight of his friend once more. Or, at least, a part of him. Wolfy found himself staring at the Hyena's read end, sliding up against his cock. Wolfy could even see the boy's pucker, twitching the tensing. The hybrid bit his lip, flicking his gaze up to his mother, feeling altogether embarrassed. He had no itea what to do in this situation.

Darren, however, seemed to be in charge. He reached back with a hand and Wolfy watched him grab the hybrid's cock, guiding it against his pucker. Wolfy let out a small, quiet sigh as the head of his member smeared into the Hyena's backside, before it slowly began to penetrate him. Neither of them had done this before: sure, they had done it the other way around, but never in this position, and never with Wolfy on top. Part of the hybrid boy was touched, and the other was scared. They were literally metres away from his mother, who was watching TV.

But, part of him was excited. That, and it felt amazing; he could feel every single one of Darren's inner muscles squeezing in all the right places around his cock as it pushed deeper and deeper into the boy's backside. Wolfy leant forward on his seat, leaning over his food as he pushed his hips forward a little. His cheeks quickly grew flushed as his pelvis bumped up with Darren's ass. He felt Darren sliding back, dragging his ass off of his cock, before pushing down again. Wolfy let out a small hiss, gritting his teeth, and he heard Darren do the same for an entirely different reason.

"Are you okay?" His mother glanced back at him, and Wolfy widened his eyes, realising she had heard him. He shot her a nervous grin, trying not to look like he was, well, doing anal under the table.

"I'm okay. Just, uh, a bit tired." He said with a small smile, scooping up some mashed potato and chewing it thoughtfully.

"Maybe you should get an early night." His mother suggested, turning back towards the TV.

"Yeah..." Wolfy mumbled, glancing down between his legs again, watching his cock sliding back and forth, in and out of the boy's asshole. The pleasure was exquisite. He couldn't even remotely describe how it felt, but it was like swimming in a sea of pleasure around his member, where every little movement was like bliss. He wished he had done this much sooner. It felt incredible.

He knew he wouldn't last long, and it became readily apparently as he felt the pleasure building up within him, making him shudder and bit his lip. He had to keep quiet, and he knew it: if he uttered a sound, his mother would look around, and she'd be able to see his pleasured face. He reached down under the table with a hand, stroking Darren's ass as he jutted his hips forward a little more, letting out a small sigh through his nose.

Suddenly, it hit him. He gripped Darren's hip and pulled him in gently, gulping harshly and letting out a shaky breath as he orgasmed, cum spurting into the Hyena boy's backside, dribbling down into his more intimate areas as he emptied his balls into a guy, for the first time. He clenched the fork in his hand hard, digging his fingers into the Hyena's flesh with his other hand. He slid his hips a bit forward again, and the Hyena slid his hips back, pushing down again for a moment, before he slid off completely.

Wolfy sighed, relaxed in his seat a little as he finished the last few mouthfuls of his food, wiping his mouth. He looked down and didn't see Darren's hands fiddling with his cock any longer, but his member was looking decidedly sticky with his side. He quickly tucked himself in and zipped himself back up, getting to his feet.

"Thanks for the food, Mum," Wolfy said with a smile. "I'm gonna head up, might get some sleep."

"Okay, hun. Sleep well," His mother craned her neck back and smiled over at him, before she looked back towards the TV. "Make sure to brush your teeth."

"Okay." He grinned, heading towards the landed, and watched as Darren shuffled across the floor on all fours with his shorts around his ankles. He managed to just barely make it around the corner before Wolfy's mother saw, and Wolfy wiped his forehead, gulping a bit. Darren quicly got to his feet, tugging himself back up, and ushered Wolfy up the stairs.

"That was...too close." Wolfy muttered as they stepped into his room, shutting the door behind him. Darren grinned toothily, as if he'd won the lottery, flopping back into the hybrid's bed.

"Yeah, but it was fun, right?" Darren countered. He always seemed to know what to say. Wolfy's face soured a little and he grumbled, sitting on the bed with him.

"We should get ready for bed. I'm kinda tired anyway, from...y'know." Wolfy muttered.

"But it's not even that late!" Darren complained, but all it took was a look from Wolfy for him to resign to his fate.

"Can we at least watch a movie first?" Darren asked with his most pitiful expression he could muster, and Wolfy faltered, inevitably agreeing. Darren looked pleased, sliding a little closer.

"Let's get undressed, then." He mused quietly, giggling to himself as he slid a hand under Wolfy's shirt, stroking his slightly crusty stomach as he suddenly pulled the hybrid's shirt over his head.

"I-I can undress myself." Wolfy complained nervous, but couldn't help but grin like some sort of schoolgirl, watching nervously as Darren tugged off his shorts for him, leaving Wolfy in the complete nude, with his flaccid member between his legs. Darren slipped off the bed to get undressed himself, tugging off his shirt and shimmying out of his shorts, leaving himself completely naked. He sauntered to the drawers to get them some pyjamas. The pair of them had been in sleepovers before, so they knew how it went. Darren had his own sleeping bag on the floor to sleep in that he'd already retrieved earlier, when he was called down to dinner.

They quickly got themselves comfortable, setting out Darren's sleeping bag properly as they both put on a pair of pyjama pants. They crawled under the covers of Wolfy's bed, laying on their fronts side by side, face the foot of the bed. The TV was on the small little table just opposite it, so it would make movie-watching rather easy.

Wolfy was bad at picking movies, but Darren had luckily brung along a few DVDs in his gym bag, knowing that they would inevitably want to watch a movie or two. Or, rather, Darren had planned it all along and they were going to watch one regardless. They weren't romantic films, of course: they were the typical animated, boyish cartoons: family films, along with some action ones, too.

They were only half an hour into the movie before, once more, Darren made another movie. As Wolfy was laying on his front, his eyes glued to the screen, Darren was slyly moving around next to him, getting into a good position. eventually, he slipped on top of the hybrid's body, pressing his chest and crotch down into the younger boy. Wolfy wriggled underneath him, briefly glancing up.

"Mmh, what now?" Wolfy asked nervously, looking a little anxious when Darren pressed down into him.

"What?" Darren chuckled quietly, planting a kiss atop Wolfy's head, through his hair. "I can't be affectionate to my boyfriend?"

Hearing him say the world made Wolfy's stomach flip a little, and he still wasn't sure if he really wanted this or not. Not that he didn't mind the sex too much: it rarely hurt and it often felt incredibly amazing, but he wasn't sure if he even liked guys or not, or if he even wanted a relationship. But Darren was so dominant and mysterious that he seemed unable to say no, regardless of how he felt. He wriggled a little again and wasn't quite sure what to say. Darren appeared to take that as a good answer, craning his neck down. His lips traced across Wolfy's neck and gave him a soft, affectionate kiss on the neck. Wolfy tilted his head and let out a small sigh, the pair of them moving underneath the covers.

"Don't you wanna watch the movie?" Wolfy whispered in the dark, the pair of the illuminated only by the light of the TV screen.

"I've already seen it. I just wanted to be with you." Darren muttered, his hand sliding down across Wolfy's bare back and around to his hip. The pair of them had, somehow, opted to go without shirts, leaving them in just their pyjama pants. The thin fabric left litle to the imagination, and Wolfy knew what Darren wanted: he could feel the Hyena's cock sliding between his rump again, much like the first time they'd done this. But it felt different. More...tender.

Wolfy didn't respond to the boy, letting him do what he wanted without complaint. Part of him wanted to to, anyhow. Darren, not hearing anything of protest, was already getting into it. He groaned against Wolfy's neck as his hand slid down the back of Wolfy's Pyjamas, exposing his rump as he grinded his hips up against the cute, plush behind. Darren eventually slipped down his own pants, just enough to expose his cock. He rocked against his lover, sliding his pubescent cock between Wolfy's cheeks as his hand stroked that lithe, boyish hip.

"You're so warm." Darren moaned with unbridled passion, his knees wobbling as he dragged his cock back. He couldn't appear to wait any long, angling his cock down and pushing between Wolfy's cheeks, piercing his tight pucker and sliding down into him with all the gentleness in the world. Wolfy let out a long, breathless sigh as Darren reached up with a hand, stroking along Wolfy's exposed neck.

The movie didn't matter now. The two moved with a mature passion well behind their years, writhing and thrusting between the sheets with alarming gentleness. Wolfy let out small groans of passion, his cheeks flushed, a near-permanent shade of red as Darren thrust above him, feeling those warm insides squeezing around his cock as he pushed further and further down.

He started on slow thrusts, something gentle and loving, that ached of desire and passion. He didn't need to go fast, especially with how quickly the pair of them often orgasmed. His thrusts pushed down against Wolfy, lightly pushing the hybrid forwards and aroused his own member, which was as full-mast as his lover's own.

The thrust soon sped up, if only a slight amount. Darren began to groan with a little more gusto, his breathing heavy as he rocked back and forth. Wolfy's moans quickly going his own, breathless and panting as they writhed in the dim dark. Wolfy's cock dragged back and forth on the bed, and it was all the stimulation he was going to need to orgasm. The thrusting into his rump was only aiding matters.

He was the first. Wolfy groaned in delight, throwing his head back and letting out a sweet gasp as his orgasm hit him. His cock twitched and his stomach did a flip as cum spurted against the inside of his pyjamas. He was cumming the hardest he'd ever had, creating more cum than he thought he could, sticking up the inside of his pants. Darren felt each convulsion of his lover's cock through the hard, vice-like grip on his member that periodically squeezed and milked his cock. The Hyena pushed down, and he was the second to finish, sighing in pure ecstasy as he spurted his load into Wolfy's backside, dribbling down into the boy's insides. He collapsed atop the hybrid, and they relaxed against one-another in post-coitus, their breathing heavy and laboured.

"...I love you." Darren murmured, curling his hands around Wolfy's body from underneath, cuddling against his back as Wolfy rested his head on his arms, smiling to himself, closing his eyes in the dim light of the TV.

He couldn't say if he felt the same, but it definitely felt nice to be loved.